#renj

The best friend:

Renji Abarai / Hephaestus

He is a great mechanic, he is Rukia's best friend. She tired of Ichigo's jealousy ended with him to start a relationship with Renji that ended in a short time because Rukia only saw him as a friend.

This is my version of how the characters of Bleach would be as gods of Olympus.

If you read any errors, I apologize, I am still learning English. 

Courf looked over at Enjolras bleary eyed, “Merde. Just fuck off. I can take care of myself.” He snapped.

Remember when you’re 16 and all you fantasize about is—aside from your crush and your dreams coming true—when you turn 17? And do you remember the time when your birthday was actually happy thus giving the phrase “Happy birthday” its actual purpose? Well, the last time I check, it was supposed to be THAT way but unfortunately, it didn’t for me. I might be lying though, but still.

November 10. Today, I’m celebrating my birthday together with my twin brother. Everything went as fine as everyone hoped for. Moreover, the day was really happy for me, for us, though nothing unusual happened. NOTHING UNUSUAL HAPPENED in our sight rather. But I knew there was something fishy going on; I could just smell it. Reading all these mystery books come in handy; I was able to develop a skill I never thought I’d be happy to have which is detecting. Our friends just don’t know how to act and play clean.

In our squad, there’s a tradition that when one of our peers (or two in our case) celebrates his/her birthday, we’ll act as is, go through our everyday lives, acknowledge his/her birthday for normalcy and for suspicion to be abolished. And when everything tones down, when his/her birthday passes several days later, if we have a surprise, then we’ll surprise him/her at the most unconventional (or not) time. See the element of surprise there? Knowing them and being with them everyday, this did not come hard for me to come to inferences and deductions, which I always share with my brother since we know that we’re the butt of what they’re doing. I became very mindful of all the things they’ve been doing, talking about and basically everything in between.

The day ended. Nothing much happened. Nothing that could make me grit my teeth happened in our knowledge. Foreseeing things, I know that something like that would come up. And I know that the aftermath would f-ck me all up. I just don’t know if that transpired already and when will we ever be aware of the damages. I just hate walking in the dark, in the unknown, unconscious. I hate being the center of everybody’s topic without my knowledge on whatever they’ve been up to.

Bombshell. They let several days passed, as per usual. I just know that something is going on; that something will be up. Until the very day that threw me to the right side of rock bottom came. November 13, Friday. All was well that did not end well.

Our school follows the tradition of holding flag retreats every Friday at 5 in the afternoon. I’m not a regular attendee of the ceremony but I was told that I will do the prayer (which I didn’t want and refused in the process) so I went. But before I left, I noticed that our squad was a little numerous, if not complete, that day. The usual stuff happened and after the flag retreat, we went to the gymnasium. To say I was surprised for the least is an understatement. Yes, I knew that there was gonna be a surprise at the most or least unconventional time but still, I didn’t actually prepare myself enough. I mean, how can you? But these are our friends we’re talking about; only a fool would believe that that was what’s in store for us. Cake, balloons, scandals: these were our companions during the post birthday celebration.

The video clip. This was what I’ve been referring to the whole time. I know that there was going to be a video of someone for us. One for me and one for my brother. And we clearly know who it’s going to be from. They told us there was a purpose for this video clip of certain someone. I had an outburst; I was very hard to tame. They were finding it hard to convince me to watch the video they’ve made for us; his video. I was really hard at them and I was very aware of what I was doing. Eventually, I gave in. I watched the video with a whole lot of shame forming in my system. I was quite confused at what he said in the last seconds of the video. A letter? Where? Until one of my friends handed it to me. OH MY GOD! THEY DID NOT. HE DID NOT.

The letter. My whole being just lost it. I don’t know what to do anymore. What have they been doing to my life? Who even gave them the permission to jeopardize it? I’m f-cked up! If it was somebody else, he’d be happy, excited even. But that’s what most people misconceive about me: I am not like everybody else. I am somebody else entirely distinct from the crowd. So they shouldn’t expect me to be swept off my feet because of his video AND letter, because it just threw me at the edge. I was enraged (okay, I might be exaggerating things). He shouldn’t have wrote it just for the sake of having something to be written. Because I can only hope, and I don’t want any more distress. I was sent into full ambiguity and ambivalence. I’m happy, yes, but can I be really happy? I don’t know. But I have to give it to my friends, they made us happy and even without the video, everything was just in place. I couldn’t have asked for more.

What a way to start my seventeenth year? It started with a bang, a bang of shame and discomfort. Well, hell no! To whoever you are, you added a different light to my birthday and I guess you deserve credit so thank you.

I’M SCREAMING HELL NOS AND HAPPY BIRTHDAYS!!!!!

Today is not just an ordinary day for me—it’s my birthday after all. I don’t even know why I was excited. And I don’t want feeling that way. Why so? Because when you get excited for something, it means you’re expecting for something. And we do know where most expectations lead: disappointment. And I wished I just didn’t feel that way last night, because I know it will always direct to one way or another. So, this morning when I woke up, I didn’t feel thrilled at all, well, at least a little. But other than that, no more. All throughout the day, I continued walking the halls of my school, attending my classes, reporting for one and doing the things I always do. But of course, people (my friends) know that it’s my birthday and so, they greeted. Even people I don’t know greeted me, and I was really surprised; even professors/instructors here in my school greeted me —well, some of them were friends of mine, personally.

Well, I’m not that expectant type of person —for today totally at least —so that little gesture touched me and to me, those mean everything. Those simple greetings, especially coming from people who are very dear to me, make me larger than life. They give meaning and color to my life, which was a blank canvas then. Well, happy birthday to me and my twin brother. We deserve the best in life and I know that they are the best.

That’s all for now! ‘Til next time, loves! Toddles!

Now 17,

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